Sasuke's DiscoverySasuke couldn't believe his eyes. Was the world coming to an end? Or was he just asleep? He pinched his arm as hard as he could and winced. It wasn't 2012 yet, was it? Was the apocalypse coming?Sasuke's Discovery5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kabuto was talking to Mr. Artist without the use of threatening items.
Sasuke tried to listen to what they were saying, but all he heard was photos and DeviantArt. He sat down and ate his cereal. Orochimaru came in the room and saw the two. He smiled and talked with them for a few minutes before getting some toast and sitting with them.
Okay, what alternate universe was this?
Sasuke finished his food and went to his room, turned on the computer, and jumped on DeviantArt. He looked at Mr. Artist's account, but found nothing that would form a truce, permanent or not.
He got off and leaned back in his chair. He gave up and began to walk around the village.
"Sasuke-kun? What's wrong?" Orochimaru asked in passing his new student
"Nothing." He growled at the pale man and continued to walk.
To Tame a BeastTo Tame a BeastTo Tame a Beast5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been many weeks since Artist-kun had started stalking and drawing Kabuto at every moment of his life. Personally, Kabuto had begun to enjoy the attention of not being a shadow for once. The only problem, well MAJOR problem, about Artist-kun was his friend, Faegan. The man, who had been hired by Artist-kun to be an original character, ate everything. And if he didn't eat it, he chewed it to a point of no repair. Kabuto had personally experienced this when Faegan acquired a pair of Kabuto's glasses and proceeded to chew on them for minutes before he was caught. The end result was that Kabuto had to replace the expensive item with his own money. Ever since then, Kabuto would have to lock everything up so as to not have to replace it.
One day, Kabuto forgot to lock the door to his lab. He was only leaving for a few minutes, so he didn't expect anything to happen to his things. As he left to go collect some herbs for his half completed experiment, Fae
At Last...Kabuto looked down at his left arm, tracing over the purple scales absentmindedly. Since Orochimaru's death, the scales had been slowly consuming the rest of his body. Except for his right arm and the right side of his face, his body was covered in serpentine scales. Kabuto knew that he wouldn't be alive much longer, sensing Orochimaru's presence within himself as he watched the blood red sun as it sank over the horizon. As the blazing summer sun died, so did his last shred of happiness. A single crystalline tear rolled down Kabuto's cheek as he realized that his mistakes had cost him any chance of independence and freedom, and that soon, his soul would once again be captured by the master he wished he could escape.At Last...5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A bluebird landed in a nearby tree, chirping happily as twilight submitted to dusk. Watching the happy, delicate creature gave Kabuto a spark of hope, and he contemplated escaping Konoha and starting over in another far away land. A small smile graced his lips as realized t
Peanut butter in a cookie?His hand trembles as it slowly inched its way towards the cold door knob. A droplet of sweat rolled off his brow and onto the lapel of his tattered jacket when he felt the cold hard steel on his finger tips. 'Just get it over with.' Teru thought as his grip tightened on his shuriken.Peanut butter in a cookie?5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Teru's eyes shut tight as he quickly turned the knob and swung the door open. "Hello mister!" Was all he heard before he decided to open his eyes again. A small red headed girl dressed in green and brown stood in his door way pulling a red rusting wagon behind her. "My name is Karly from Troop 311 and I am selling cookies."
'Cookies? Is this a trick? They're probably poisoned...' He thought as he put the shuriken in his pocket but kept a firm grip on its cloth handle.
"And I was wondering if you would be interested in a box or two." Karly was no more then 9 or 10.
Annual CheckupSasuke fidgeted nervously in the waiting room chair, a traditional cloth-and-wood affair that, through the worn nature of the upholstery and nail marks gouged out of the arm rests, perfectly described the atmosphere of the entire room. The tension in the air was so thick that a homeless man could have carved a chunk out of it and had it on a cracker for lunch. The room was a traditional doctor's office white, the sort of white they also use on asylum walls, and the seats were arranged in such a manner that somehow, there was no clear path to the exit. A wilting potted plant stood dejectedly in the corner, probably due to the lack of windows in the room entirely, and the woman behind the glass at the reception desk was so nondescript that she was completely invisible unless you either focused on believing in her existence or she addressed you.Annual Checkup5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Altogether, the effect was quite disconcerting to anyone with an iota of sense.
The Uchiha licked his lips nervously. The message that had played